Li Yan looked at the surrounding scenery, reached out and patted his waist. A Jade Slip appeared in his hand. It was the Jade Slip map. After the Divine Sense sank in, he raised his head after a moment. He looked around again, smiled softly, and looked back at the two girls, "The blood leaf High Person is right. It is only thousands of miles away from Green Mountain Pass, but there is no teleportation array nearby, but it flies away very quickly from now on."
Thinking about these days of teleportation, it only takes half a day to teleport hundreds of thousands of miles, and it takes half an hour to teleport tens of thousands of miles. The speed is really incredible to Li Yan, but the amount of spiritual stones consumed makes Li Yan frightened. The sect's teleportation of hundreds of thousands of miles can be reached. When sending the formation, the low-level spiritual stone replacement could not be activated, and only six medium-level spiritual stones were needed. Li Yan had known this for a long time, so he exchanged eight pieces in the sect before coming, spending nearly 80,000 low-level spiritual stones. His net worth was once again reduced by half. Fortunately, the master and senior brother gave him another 40,000 spiritual stones.
In the end, Li Yan's six intermediate spirit stones were consumed in Laojun Peak's transmission.
What Li Yan didn't expect during the rest of the journey was that Wangliang Sect was so respected. Although the three second-rate sects did not have a teleportation array of hundreds of thousands of miles, they had tens of thousands of miles of teleportation. Even tens of thousands of miles would require thousands of low-level spiritual stones. However, these three sects did not collect a single spiritual stone. This made Li Yan realize for the first time the benefits of being in a super sect.
Later, these third-rate sects and Lineage did not collect the thousands-mile teleportation array from the small sects. Although it was only nearly a thousand low-level spiritual stones at a time, it was actually extremely luxurious for the small sects, but Li Yan refused to accept it no matter how hard it was to give it to them.
"Thousands of miles away, even if there is no teleportation, at the speed of Min'er's green gourd, it is estimated that it will take more than half a day." Gong Chenying's cold voice came from behind Li Yan. As he spoke, the two clouds of mist dispersed, revealing The two faces of all living beings suddenly appeared. Once here, there was no need to cover the figure. Zhao Min looked around curiously. The spiritual energy here was thin, but it gave her an extremely fresh feeling. She had grown up in a place with strong spiritual energy since she was a child, but this was the first time she felt it in a place like this.
She took a deep breath, and there were bursts of earthy and grassy smell in her nose, which made her fair face reveal an expression of interest. The face carved like an ancient goddess had a jade-colored luster, and her extremely black eyebrows spread out on her smooth forehead, setting off a strange and neutral beauty.
After Zhao Min looked around, he blinked his beautiful eyes. After looking at Li Yan who was looking at her and the two of them with a smile, his pretty face couldn't help but feel a little hot. Then he waved his hand, and the green gourd was hanging in the air. After exchanging glances with Gong Chenying, the two girls stepped onto the gourd again, and Li Yan followed suit. After circling, the green gourd turned into a beam of light and shot toward the sky.
In May, Great Green Mountain is lush and lush, with layers of green vegetation spreading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain as in previous years. Wild flowers are dotted among the bushes and thorns from time to time, some yellow, some blue, some red, or white, dotted like stars, like the smiles of beauties, making the undulating mountains exude the spring of May.
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A rich aroma of late summer and early early summer.
At the foot of Great Green Mountain, a small village is located, surrounded by layers of terraced fields. The wheat in the fields has turned yellow, and the rows of trees on the field stalks are in the shade. The midday sun has dispersed, and the mountains are empty. The breeze blows, making waves of wheat rise and fall, and the leaves rustle. It is not too hot in the mountains in May. In the breeze, there is a slight coolness on the body, which complements the sunshine shining on the body, making people feel comfortable.
At this time, among the patches of wheat in the terraced fields, you can occasionally see silhouettes of people. It is the harvest season, and stacks of wheat have been piled up in many fields, waiting to be brought back to the threshing ground.
At the edge of a field, a young man was limping and holding a bundle of wheat bundles towards the edge of the field. Although his legs and feet were inconvenient, he was not walking slowly. The young man's skin was dark, and his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Li Yan.
He quickly walked a few steps and unloaded the wheat bundle on his shoulders on the ground, then lifted up the corner of his short-sleeved coarse cloth, wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the porcelain bowl on the ground, inserted it directly into the bucket, scooped up a large bowl of cold water, and drank it while holding his head. He drank very quickly, and a lot of water spilled from the corner of his mouth and fell on the chest of his clothes, making the sweat-stained clothes a little darker.
At this time, with a "plop" sound, another sheaf of wheat fell on the ground, and an old voice came over, "Lao San, please slow down, the weather is very sunny these days, there is no need to rush the harvest."
"Hey, dad, I know, it's okay. This leg is already healed." The dark-skinned young man agreed as he put down the porcelain bowl. He looked at the old man who had just unloaded a bundle of wheat from his shoulders. Seeing that the old man was panting slightly, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Thinking that he had promised his brother back then, but now he was still busy with his father, he felt apologetic. This man was none other than Li Yan's third brother, Li Wei.
"Dad, you also said that the weather is fine these days, so you don't need to come. You can stay at home with your mother and take care of Xiao Wu."
The old man beside him was none other than Chang Bo. Chang Bo had aged a lot in the past few years, and his still straight back had gradually become stooped, and his face had more wrinkles, but he was still in good spirits.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the only strong worker in the family, but there are fifteen acres of fields. How long will it take to harvest like this..."
Chang Bo still had a bad temper, but before he could finish his words, a clear child's voice came from far away, "Grandpa, grandpa, I... I... I've brought you food." As he spoke, a two or three-year-old child wearing a blue suit sat on a field stalk in the distance. Dudou, holding a steamed bun bigger than his little hand in one hand, was running over from a distance. As the child ran, his calves bumped and he still seemed unsteady when walking. His words were also broken while running and jolting. Behind the child, there was someone.
The two women followed hurriedly. The old woman in front had weak legs and saw that the children were running unsteadily, and there were a lot of weeds and wheat stubble in the fields. She shouted anxiously behind her, "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, slow down, there are wheat stubbles everywhere, don't hurt you, you hear me." No, slow down..." Behind the old woman was a young and dignified woman. She was holding a food box in both hands. She couldn't walk fast. Seeing the child running so fast, she shouted "Xiao Wu, slow down" and followed behind with a smile.
Chang Bo was talking to Li Wei. When he heard the voices of children behind him, he couldn't help but turn around quickly. After seeing the three people coming from a distance, he even saw the children running up and down with steamed buns in front of them. He couldn't help but smile on his old face, and even the wrinkles on his face instantly relaxed.
"Who do I think he is? It turns out he is my good grandson. Xiao Wu knows Dao Heart loves grandpa. Come here slowly. Grandpa will try the food Xiao Wu gives you later." Chang Bo hurried forward to greet him. After walking a short distance, he hugged the child in his arms. He loved him even more. After holding him in his arms, he used his gray beard to gently prick the white and tender arms exposed outside his bellyband, which made the child giggle.
Before the group of people arrived at the end of the field again, Li Wei looked at Chang Bo, who was holding the child and teasing him, and couldn't help but said, "Dad, you put Xiao Wu down. You have been busy all morning. I tell you, don't come over in the afternoon. Just take care of Xiao Wu at home and let mother cook. Xiaoyu and I will be busy in the fields. Now that you are here, Xiaoyu can't cook at home alone with the children, but it will occupy the number of people."
While talking, the old woman caught up with her breathlessly and said, "Xiao Wu, grandma doesn't like you being so naughty. What will you do if you bump into me?"
After hearing this, Chang Bo stopped teasing the child in his arms, turned his head and glared, "You are such a tired mother-in-law. There are so many things for a boy in the mountains. The third and fifth children have been there for a few hours. The one who came here didn't come here like this. If you scratch the surface, you will cry so much that it makes people upset. How could I not have married a woman like you in the first place?"
After hearing this, Aunt Chang couldn't help but become submissive, but she still muttered unwillingly.
At this time, the dignified young woman also came over with a food box. She also heard Li Wei's words and said softly, "Dad, what my husband said is that my husband and I can do the field work. You can take care of Xiao Wu at home and let mother be free to cook." After that, she placed the food box on the field stalk.
After the young woman spoke, the strange thing was that Chang Bo didn't speak anymore. Instead, he put the child down, opened the food box without saying a word, took out a plate of side dishes, sat down on the ground and ate the steamed buns in his grandson's hand.
After the young woman put down the food box, she went to Li Wei's side and helped tighten the wheat bundles on the ground. But then she felt that there was no other sound behind her except Xiao Wu throwing clods of soil into the distance, so she couldn't help but look back.
But saw Chang Bo
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Eating the meal in silence, the mother-in-law walked over and opened other food boxes with dark eyes. She couldn't help but look at her husband beside her with worry. She didn't know what she said wrong.
Li Wei sighed softly, patted the back of her hand, and whispered, "It's okay, Xiaoyu, dad just mentioned the fifth child, which aroused my worries."
After hearing this, the young woman let go of her worries, but she was still curious. She had never met this uncle. After she got married, she occasionally heard Li Wei mention it. It seemed that he had been a high official in Green Mountain Pass before, but later the court was in urgent need of help. He heard that his master, who was also a high official in the court, had gone elsewhere. There was no news about him.
Li Wei wouldn't let her mention her brother-in-law at home. Whenever she mentioned it, the two elders must have been depressed for a few days. But just now, the father-in-law said it himself, which brought it to mind.
After Li Wei patted his wife's hand, he also limped to the field, picked up a piece of steamed bun, and started eating with a bowl of green vegetables. Looking at his mother, whose eyes were a little red, and his father who was just chewing the steamed bun, Li Yan also felt sad in his heart.
The last time Li Yan came through Li Shan and others was a belt said to be given by Strategist Ji four years ago. Finally, the village chief placed it in the ancestral hall, and also brought a lot of silver. After that, there was no news about this younger brother.
After having no news for several months, Chang Bo anxiously asked Li Guoxin to go to the military camp to inquire. The last news he received was that Li Yan and Strategist Ji had been transferred elsewhere by the court a few months ago. Even Marshal Hong of Green Mountain Pass had been transferred elsewhere by appointment.
This happened suddenly and without warning, causing Li Yan's family to immediately fall into panic. However, no matter how much Li Guoxin inquired about Li Yan's whereabouts, he could not find out the whereabouts of Li Yan. Under such circumstances, Li Yan's family had no choice but to wait patiently, waiting for a letter from Li Yan one day. It only took several years.
In the past few years, Li Wei also built a new house with the money Li Yan originally sent to his family, and also married a woman from another mountain village dozens of miles away. He also had a child the next year. The birth of the third generation brought joy to the Li family and diluted some depression. Chang Bo personally named his grandson Li Wenwu, nicknamed Xiaowu.
Li Wei looked at his son who was squatting on a field stalk and poking at ants on the ground with a wheat orange, and a smile appeared on his face. He actually knew the meaning of his father's name for the child, Xiao Wu Xiao Wu, because he missed Lao Wu.
I could only sigh in my heart, "Lao Wu, third brother, thanks to you, we are now married, but where are you now?"
Just after noon, three people were walking slowly towards the entrance of the official road outside the small mountain village. The leader was a young man with slightly darker skin, more than eight feet tall, followed by two women wearing hanging gauze hats. They were standing on an official road, looking at a small road sloping into Great Green Mountain.